"What’s your goal, why are you picking on me?" Du You drew his long sword, immediately clashing with his opponent.
Both sides experienced a shock simultaneously, and their caution toward each other intensified. The pursuers hadn’t expected Du You, a magic-class existence, to be more advanced in basic swordsmanship than themselves.
This suffocating domination at the swordsmanship level was unbearable; it must be a level 7 or higher basic swordsmanship.
Du You, on the other hand, was even more depressed. Although he was superior in swordsmanship, he was not a warrior after all. The difference in strength and speed between him and his opponent was not significant, but his opponent was slightly better.
This was the advantage of being a warrior, a gap that couldn’t be filled by two different professions. This gap would only widen with increasing levels.
Although he could still fight with his long sword now, he definitely couldn’t in the future. However, his opponents were undoubtedly at level 3.
"Ha ha, of course we’re after what you’re carrying. Don’t worry, once we’ve caught you, everything on you will be given to us. Blade, why are you so slow, haven’t you eaten?"
Three more people followed in pursuit. Seeing the fight between Blade and Du You, they couldn’t help but throw a few taunts.
"Hmph, if you dare, you come. This mage’s swordsmanship level has reached level 7."
The crowd stiffened a bit, not expecting Du You’s swordsmanship to be at such a high level, but they still weren’t too worried.
Sure enough, Blade suddenly swung his long sword downwards with great force, the overpowering strength almost made Du You lose control of his Brave Warrior’s Sword. That enormous strength must have been due to an attack skill like a heavy blow.
Suddenly, Du You felt a hint of danger and quickly dodged to the side.
Blade slashed down with his sword again, and a white light was suddenly released from the sword, slicing through a range of two meters and leaving a deep trace on the ground. "This is a Dou Qi Slash type of skill."
Du You thought to himself, the real strength of warriors lie in these melee skills. Even though his swordsmanship level was high, he was not a match for real warriors if he kept fighting .
The long sword in Du You’s hand instinctively swung, the sword light flickering as he activated Phantom Sword Shadows.
At some point, an ice ball came flying that Du You cut into halves with a swing of his sword. But his body instantly turned freezing cold. The ice ball expanded, turning the ground into blocks of ice.
"They have a mage, a warrior, and an archer, what about the remaining two? One should be supporting, the other also a warrior." Of the remaining two, one held a heavy hammer, obviously a battle type profession. The other, in a long robe, didn’t join the attack and was likely support.
Indeed, the support raised his hand, a white light instantly falling onto Blade. Blade’s speed all at once increased considerably. "No way, I can’t leave the support behind, otherwise, it would be impossible to escape."
With such speed enhancement skills, Du You didn’t have a chance to escape.
But what could he do about it? The distance was too far, he couldn’t even summon Xiaozi.
"Quick, they’re here." At that moment, a stream of noisy voices came from behind.
Each side turned around, spotting another six people running over. The one in the lead had a prominent scar on his face that almost split his face into two, looking extremely horrifying.
"It’s Scarface, the jerk, he actually came too." The color drained from Blade’s face, and he stopped attacking.
Both groups begin a standoff, but Du You was even more depressed, because he felt that these people were also after him. After all, he was just one person, dealing with him was much easier than dealing with a team.
"Scarface, what are you up to, do you want to start a war with us?"
"Of course not, I don’t want to confront you, or else we’ll both suffer. Let’s make a deal- we catch that kid together, and then we split the spoils evenly." Scarface said lazily, wielding his huge knife.
"No way, he’s our target."
"Is that so, don’t forget that the thief just joined our team, and he was killed by him, we have to avenge him."
Both sides fell silent, Du You knew, if he didn’t leave now, he wouldn’t get another chance.
Retreating quickly, Du You turned to run. "Think you can escape that easily." Blade, who was closest to Du You, charged at Du You. But suddenly, a huge figure appeared in front of him.
It was a monster made of air, radiating a white glow and nothing else could be discerned about it. Blade, being a warrior, became entangled in it, struggling to break free.
"Spawn skills too, damn." An ice ball was thrown from the hands of the mage, hitting the head of the air monster. The air monster exploded instantly, and Blade finally broke free. Blade was at the peak of his anger against Wukong, who had repeatedly humiliated him.
Du You was now nothing more than a disappearing figure, lost in the jungle.
The support shouted from behind: "Let’s stop for now, how about this, whoever catches the kid gets 70% of the loot and the other side takes 30%."
Scarface immediately agreed, "No problem." Then both sides simultaneously chased after Du You.
As for the oral agreement, it might be useful. Either way, the situation at that time would determine its use. Right now, it was nothing more than an excuse for each other. Many teams in the Derived World lacked credibility .
Du You’s heart was filled with frustration. He felt the prickling pain on his shoulder, realizing he was going to be chased down for quite some time. This update ıs available on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
The always cautious him was actually set up, what a blunder. It seems he had been having too smooth a journey lately, but he wasn’t entirely without chance.
Looking at his panel, Du You bit his lip, upgrading his level to 3 and all his skills as well. In an instant, Du You felt his wounds disappear, his speed had increased quite a bit too. Unfortunately, he was still in combat state for another two hours.
"Hmph, don’t let me get an opportunity, or you’ll suffer."
Even with his current strength, he would have trouble fending off one of the teams. These weren’t ragtags, but a well-coordinated small team.
The combat power of any team is not that simple. If two teams cooperate well, if he fell into their encirclement, he would not be able to escape.
Reality gave him a well-deserved slap on the face. One can never be too careful. This lesson might be learnt at the cost of his life.